The Empire State (DISCONTINUED)

New Job

"If you want to live a happy life, tie it to a goal, not to people or things." - Albert Einstein

It's 6:00 AM. Aiden Slate was in the front of the new cafe, which was called "The Cat Cafe". He wasn't fazed. This was 2028, and animal-named cafes are a big trend after celebrities started their own cafes with animal names.

"First day on the job, I guess." Aiden said. He was living without a job until he found this spot to work at. He thought he was going to dig his own grave, but now, he landed himself a job here as a nine-to-five janitor. The cafe was notably rich for such a small building as it had a reputation for making some of the best iced coffee.

He entered the building and was greeted by the cashier, who was a woman.

"You're the new rookie, aren't ya? Well, my name's Marcie. Hope you enjoy working with us!"

"Yeah. I hope so too. Name's Aiden." Aiden replied monotonely.

Ryan went to find the janitor's room.

"Is this the spot?" Aiden opened the door. "Oh, it is." He opened the door and grabbed out a mop and a bucket of water. He started to get to work. He had an hour to finish up. After about ten minutes, he was finished.

"Not bad for a rookie." A man said. Presumably the barista. "Name's Joe, but I tend to be called Sloppy Joe. Don't worry, I'm good at my job. I'm just called that because some customer thought it was a good idea to call me that."

"Nice to know, I guess. Name's Aiden." Aiden responded with the same monotone voice. He checked to see if he missed any spots. He didn't.

"By the way, me, Joe, and you are the only employees here right now, so you may possibly serve the job of a barista or cashier." Marcie said.

"Thanks. In the meantime, I'll rest up, I guess..."

Aiden's phone rang. Someone was calling him.

"Can I take this call? It's important."

"Oh. Sure! There's a spot in the back." Marcie responded. "Don't worry, you have plenty of time."

"Thanks." Aiden went to the back of the cafe.

It's 9:31 AM, and the cafe was if full swing. The cafe's iced coffee reputation attracted a lot of customers. Aiden had to be quick to clean up the messes made.

"Hi. What can I get ya?" Marcie asked a customer, which was a 20-year-old man.

"Iced coffee." He responded with no hesitation.

"They alllllllllllways say that don't they?" Marcie responded. "Sloppy Joe! One iced coffee!"

"Alright!" Joe responded. Meanwhile with Aiden, he was cleaning up messes that people made, such as spilling their drink.

"MY ICED COFFEE! NOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Someone dropped their iced coffee on the floor. Aiden hurried over to clean it up.

"You really should be more careful, bud." Aiden said.

The customer was silent. He was in pure sadness as he dropped his coffee.

"Aiden! Order of a dozen cupcakes! Table thirteen! After that you got a breakfast burrito for table one!"

Aiden sighed. This was gonna be a busy hour.

Aiden had finished his job for the day and earned a paycheck of fifty-five dollars. He was on the way to the bank to check it out. He went up to an ATM, selected the "check to cash" option, and inserted his check.

"YOUR PAYCHECK IS VALID. DISPENSING MONEY NOW..."

Aiden got a fifty-dollar bill and a five-dollar bill. He smiled. He wasn't going to be digging his own grave. He walked back to his apartment. When he got home, he washed his uniform and went on TV to watch some news.

"This is Lisa Barren with breaking news. Tensions between Russia and the USA are increasing with world-ending amounts of nuclear weapons being produced."

Aiden turned off the news. He had seen stuff like this before. He decided to get on his laptop and binge YouTube. After about two hours, he turned off his laptop, brushed his teeth, and went to bed.

To Be Continued...